"Hurt
me? As if he ever could hurt me!" Ryan said with a
sudden and swift sadness.

"I think he hurt you deeper than even I know." Davis said, "And Leslie is just
a thug in a skirt."

"If you
alienate me and Leslie, then you have no one else! You're just a very injured
basketball player with no friends." Ryan said.

"I'd
rather be that than anything like you." Davis frowned, ushering him out of the
room. He slammed the door and answered his ringing phone. It was Anthony, his
manager, telling him about the discrepancy in his new contract, "Anthony,
you're my agent! I want a better offer. What?! I know I'm injured, but I've
taken this team farther than they would have gotten without me! Fix it." He
said angrily, ending the call.

"What
was that?" His mother asked.

-

Adaen:
This life doesn't last forever. The life of anything is living on borrowed
time. And sometimes, you have to acknowledge that fact...

Leslie
sat at the table, applying lipstick when Ryan walked over.

"I got a text from an unknown phone telling me to meet you here." Ryan said.

Leslie
pulled out her phone, "I got the same text." She smiled.

"So,
why are we here?" Ryan asked.

"Because I'm very good at what I do." Jennifer smiled.

Jennifer
and I stood behind Ryan, smiling. The look on their faces was priceless.

"You called us here?" Ryan asked.

"Oh
yes." I smiled.

"What
do you want?" Leslie asked, "You want us to wave the white flag? Done. You know all about us now."

"Waving
a flag isn't going to save you." I smirked, "You declared war on me, sweetie,
and I am not going to stop until I you are so low on the social food chain that
the geeks naw at your eyeballs."

"You
can't be serious." Ryan said.

"Oh, I
mean it." I smiled, "This town isn't big enough for all four of us and...this is
my town."

Leslie
chuckled nervously, "You can't do that." She frowned.

"I'm
going to give you twenty four hours to leave my town before I give it
everything I got." I smiled.

"Bring
it." Leslie smiled, standing.

"You
know...Carlo's is our gossip girl, sweetie." Jennifer smiled.

"Then I
guess this is war." Leslie said.

"What?
I don't want war." Ryan said.

"Too late." I said, "TTFN." I said, turning with Jennifer.

"Oh
yeah, see you guys at the party I'm throwing." Jennifer said as we left.

Adaen:
Wars have been started over lives we choose to live. Sometimes lives are what
we fight for. What we can do with them...

-

Adaen:
Sometimes lives intertwine by choice...

"So, I
think I'm in love with a woman." Kendall said.

"What?!" Hannah asked.

"Ballard's wife. She's a...ummm, loose." Kendall said, "We
had sex."

"Did
you...eat her...ummm..." Christina
asked.

"Shut
up." Kendall said quickly, "No...not immediately. We did stuff...and..."

"You
enjoyed it?" Christina asked.

"I
don't know." Kendall shrugged.

"Was
it...was she good?" Hannah asked.

"Yeah.
I mean..." Kendall trailed.

"What
was it like?" Hannah asked.

"Different."

"Yeah,
I remember when I tried it." Christina blurted.

"You've tried it?"Hannah asked.

"Hasn't
everyone?" Christina asked.

"No."
Hannah frowned.

"So, do
you have feeling for her?" Christina asked.

"I
think I do." Kendall said, "That's the bad part. I don't know what to do."

"Did
she say anything?"

"That's
it's no biggie." Kendall said.

"It's a
big biggie." Hannah frowned.

"No,
it's really not." Christina said, "It's just sex."

"The revirginized woman says what?" Hannah asked.

"Nothing
is just sex, sorry. Old habit." Christina frowned, "I
haven't had sex with my boyfriend."

Adaen:
Life can be a party. Life can be a commercial. Life can be anything.

The
party was in full swing! Eric had done right by us and All of the Lights by Kanye and Rihanna was playing in the club and everything was great.
Everyone I passed said the same thing: Good job. Everybody was in attendance
and right where I wanted them to be. I walked over to Jennifer, who was already
sipping on vodka. Things seemed so much better when I had a real friend here.
Jen and I danced until she danced off with some guy. I smiled and walked to the
bar to get a drink.

"Hey."
Davis said, causing me to turn.

"I
don't want to talk to you." I frowned.

"You
have to." Davis said, "I have to tell you everything."

"No.
And if you don't get the hell out of my face, I'll have the bouncer throw you
out." I said.

"Please."

"Tomorrow. Stop by and you might get by." I said.

"Thank
you." Davis smiled.

"Go." I
said.

His
smiled disappeared and so did he.

"I hope
he's around for the show." I smirked.

"The show?" Hannah asked.

I
turned to see Hannah, "Oh hi Hannah." I smiled.

"What
show? What's going on?" Hannah asked.

"You lost all rights to ask me those kind of questions
a long time ago, sexy." I smiled.

"I hope
you're not up to your old tricks." Hannah frowned, "Just because Jennifer's
back..."

Jennifer
walked over and put her arm around me, "...You're right. Jenni's
back on the block." She smirked, "You ready?"

"I've
been ready for years." I said, "If you'll excuse us." I said, leading Jennifer
to the stage. We hopped on stage and told the DJ to stop the music, "Hey, is
everyone having a great time?"

The
crowd yelled yes.

"Well,
this party is about to get better." Jennifer said into the mic.

"Of
course you all know by know, via Carlo, that some
bitch named Leslie Bergman. Larry Bergman's sister." I said, "She was mad at me
and now it's pay back time." I said, "Cue the pics."

Suddenly,
behind me on the projector wall, pictures of Leslie naked flashed across. There
were three pictures, in various positions.

"You
can thank your neighborhood ex for the pictures." I smirked.

I didn't
have to search for her. She was the one desperately trying to get out of the
room as fast as she could. Laughter erupted as well as pointing and whispering.

-

Adaen:
Sometimes, lives intertwine without reason...

"What
you did was really bad." Eric said as I reached the bar, "I can't believe you
did that."

"Believe
it." I smiled. I ordered the bartender to fix me something strong.